There is this certain group of people that I really admire. I’ve somehow convinced myself that gaining their acceptance by any means necessary is a worthwhile life goal. I used to be the guy who delivered food to AIDS patients and escorted women at abortion clinics. Now going out of my way to prove how cool I am so that people will like me is my only hustle. It’s so fucking fourth grade it’s sickening. It violates my cardinal rule which is to cultivate in onesself that which we admire in others, rather than just riding somebody else’s tip. I have to find a way to be useful to the universe and not let this frivolous shit creep up on me.
But David, you’ve already earned my acceptance. I mean, that’s the most important thing, right? 😉
You’re right? How could I have forgotten?